Yunfeng sat frozen in his room, gripping his phone tightly. His sister's panicked voice echoed in his mind, her sobs still fresh in his ears. He had to act quickly. Without wasting another second, he started throwing essentials into a backpack—clothes, food, water, and anything he thought would help him survive the unknown chaos awaiting him in City A.
He took a deep breath and stepped out of his room. His mother was in the kitchen, humming softly as she prepared breakfast. He forced a calm expression onto his face. "Mom, I need to go out for a bit. Jia wanted some help with something."
His mother barely looked up. "Be back before dinner."
Relieved, he hurried to the front door. But just as he reached the gate, a familiar voice stopped him in his tracks.